“You’re gonna fucking love this, my curry is the best.” Bakugou announced proudly as you walked up beside him.
“So what do you need me to do?” You asked, putting the wood down and placing your hands on your hips.
“Grab a knife, I’m gonna show you how it’s done.” He said proudly as he wielded his own knife carelessly.
“Do I trust you with that thing.” You said, nodding towards the knife he was waving around.
“You don’t need to worry about a thing but if fucking icyhot gets any cute ideas…”
“Lay one finger on him.” You said lowly, a very seriously threatening look in your eye.
Bakugou scowled at your protectiveness of his love rival and put the knife down. “Tch, whatever. I’ll organize the vegetables first if you want to get the wood in place.”
“Roger!” You said with a sharp salute.
He shook his head, trying to not let his amusement show.
“Let me light it for you, Y/N.” Shouto said, coming up beside you.
“Oi, half and half, back off yeah? She’s got it.” Bakugou growled.
“Actually, Shouto, your quirk would be really handy right now.” You said brightly, ignoring the black aura radiating from Bakugou.
Shouto crouched down, ignoring the seething blond and helped you arranged the wood, your hands touching multiple times.
You were a mess by the end of it but he seemed very calm.
“Please stand back, Y/N, I wouldn’t want you getting hurt.” He said softly as his left hand activated and burst into flames.
He held it under the wood and waited for it to catch alight before removing his hand.
“There you go.” He said with a small smile, standing up and walking past you, your fingertips brushing gently as he passed.
Bakugou never saw it.
“Oi, lets get started, pick up the knife.” Bakugou ordered, setting up a chopping board for you and handing you a peeled potato.
You took it from him and stepped forward, placing the potato on the chopping board ready to attack it with the knife.
“Do you even know how to hold a fucking knife?!” Bakugou shot. “You’re gonna cut your clumsy ass. Tch, ok here.” He said walking behind you and wrapping his arms around you, his right hand over yours to show you how to cut properly.
“Katsuki, I know how to chop! You don’t need to sh—.”
“Yes I do,” he said as he pressed into you, his head lowered to your ear, almost resting on your shoulder. “Plus…this position is comfortable.” He added lowly.
You immediately started heating up and you glanced around but no one had noticed just how close Bakugou was to you.
“You’re getting flustered, Y/N.” He said, his breath tickling your neck. “Calm down and work with me.”
“I-I…c-can’t when you’re so close.” You whispered, your mouth running dry.
“Why? Is it ’cause you like feeling me this close and you can’t focus on anything else?” He said lowly again.
You couldn’t deny his words so you decided to grit your teeth and push through, allowing him to guide your hand and focus on chopping.
“Better.” He grunted after he had guided you for a bit.
“Yeah see?” You said proudly. “I don’t need supervision anymore, prickle pants, you can stand next to me instead of behind me.”
“Oh you want to feel something in my pants do you?” He rasped, his hand sliding from the top of your hand up your arm, creating a wave of goosebumps as it went. “You can’t deny your feelings for me, Y/N.” He said, watching how you broke out in a sweat at his touch. “Your body gives you away.”
“E-enough Katsuki.” You growled with embarrassment.
“Heh.” He smirked as he pulled back from you. “I’ll have you by the end of this camp.” He sniggered.
You pouted as you chopped, trying to ignore just how forward he was being.
“He’s really feeling the pressure now that Shouto is on the scene.”
“Here, try it.” Bakugou insisted, after you two had finished cooking.
He turned to you and held up the ladle for you to try the curry he had just cooked.
“It’s still hot though!”
“Just fucking blow on it and try it.” He grumbled, getting nervous about you critiquing his dish.
You leaned forward and blew on the contents of the ladel before placing your lips to the edge of it.
You had to admit, it smelled amazing! And after taking a sip, you couldn’t deny that it TASTED amazing too!!
“Wow!!” You gasped as a bit of the sauce dripped down your chin. “That’s amazing!!”
“Tch! You spilled it!” Bakugou scowled, placing a thumb to your chin and wiping the spilled contents off. “Don’t fucking disrespect my curry like that.”
“It’s a sign of appreciation!” You pouted, “messy eating is my specialized skill.”
“If it drips again I’ll lick it off.” He said with a mischievous smirk.
You made damn sure it didn’t drip the next time you tried a bit.
He served up two bowls, one for you and one for him and you were about to walk over to the table to eat when Shouto appeared holding his own bowl of curry.
“Y/N, I would be honoured if you would try my curry.” He said as he held out his bowl to you, head bowed politely.
“Oh of course, Shouto! I would love to!” You said happily as you quickly placed your bowl down on a nearby table and accepted the spoon and curry bowl from Shouto.
You dipped the spoon in and tried it.
“Oh wow! This is gorgeous, Shouto, very creamy!” You complimented him.
He smiled gratefully. “This bowl is for you, Y/N, Midoriya and I made plenty.” He said, offering you the bowl.
“She already has a bowl of my perfect curry, half and half bastard.” Bakugou growled from nearby.
“I can eat two!!” You replied happily. “I am a curry whore.”
Bakugou snorted and Shouto didn’t know what to say but he was just grateful you accepted his offering.
As you sat down with Bakugou across from you, others joined your table- with Shouto making a beeline for the seat beside you.
The rest of dinner was spent with your and Shouto’s legs almost intertwined under the table. Everytime you moved, he would adjust so that he was touching your leg again.
You found it very cute indeed.